EXTRACT FOR
The Sultan's Sissies
(J.S. Lee)

"Again," she prompted him and Arnie nodded before following her directions.  One, long, slow lick from her lover's testicles to the sexy girl's mound, tasting him, tasting her, tasting the two of them, joined, "show me again, good girl," she cooed and Arnie began stroking himself a little faster as he licked the lovers once more.



Marla moved her hips faster, sliding up on the monstrous cock and slamming down to take every inch with a cry, "yes, more, do it again, Arnie.  Show me what a good, little faggot you are."



He winced at the word but there was no denying it.  Even now, watching it, Arnie's tongue was out and he was servicing the big dick.  His tongue lingered there between the man's legs and he no longer moved up to her pussy, he sucked on the hot flesh just below her.  It was covered in the taste of Marla, white and creamy from her delicious snatch, but that was no longer the reason that he had his mouth on a man's cock.  They all knew it.



She asked the question that brought him to the edge.  "Are you going to be my friend's girl tonight, Arnie?  Are you going to suck his dick and then bend over as you give him your virgin ass?" she leaned back in Mack's arms, pumping him furiously, on the verge of her climax, she covered him in her juices.  "You know that you want to, Arnie," she moaned, "only a true faggot would be on his knees licking a dick like that."



He moaned and the realization washed over him.  She was right, no one had forced him to do anything.